Sweet tooth

~Muse~ You're a wierd person

~Author~ So you say

~Muse~No seriously where do you keep getting yaoi manga from?

~Author smirks and runs~ Your room Review people

Tapping the pencil against the desk L watched the screens closely. All the other members of the Kira task force kept sneaking glances at the detective, but he acted like he didn’t notice them. Okay to be honest he was out right ignoring them; he had been doing so since Watari informed him of the news this morning. Hearing someone clear their throat, he switched his gaze from the monitor to the occupants of the room only to find them all staring at him.
“Is there a particular reason for the sudden interest in my appearance?” he inquired dryly, he was in no mood to play the pleasant host not when he was coming.
“What are you waiting for Ryuuzaki?” inquired Light
Swinging his gaze back to the screen he considered the question before answering
“I am waiting for an old acquaintance of mine,” he mumbled biting his thumb as the doors to the lobby slid open and Watari entered the building followed closely by a hooded figure. What was Watari thinking! B was not someone to trust much less turn your back on and the old man should know better, regardless of the fact that it seemed like the younger man had changed he wasn’t so easily fooled.
“I would advise you all to keep a minimum of five to ten feet between yourself and my acquaintance at all times,” he muttered as he moved to collect the handcuffs from a nearby table.
“Why, is he sick or something?” chirped Matsuda excitedly
“If having the sudden urge to strangle and disembowel people on a whim is a sickness,” L began scanning the room for any objects that could be used as a weapon, when he could see nothing he turned back to the room only to find them all starring at him again “No worries, I will have him handcuffed to me at all times,” he countered swiftly.
Just as Light appeared to be about to object the door swung open and Watari walked in before holding it open behind him, smiling at the room he turned back to the corridor.
“B please don’t be childish” he whispered to the person outside
A muttered response could be heard and L used the distraction to slip to the side of the room closer to the shadows. He wanted to observe B’s reactions without him seeing him.
“There will be a jar of Jam in it for you if you do come inside,” Watari coaxed as he stepped back to allow the person more space.
“Strawberry?” the person asked hopefully and L cringed. B sounded like a child, the once dark and tainted voice now seemed sad and airy like a child who had been forced away from his home and was not sure he wanted to be there.
“Certainly B you shall have a jar of strawberry jam but you must come inside first,” Watari explained “And besides L is here don’t you want to see him?”
“No!” Beyond replied
“You don’t want to see L?” asked Watari puzzled, what had happened to the young boy seemed to have been enough to break his spirit and completely change his character, before the simple mention of L would be enough to get him to do almost anything but now Watari could see the pain reflected in his blood red eyes.
“He will not wish to see me, if you wanted me to come into the room you didn’t need to mention L I was going to do it because of the jam,” B announced as he literally flew by Watari only pausing for a second to glance around the room then darting of down the corridor towards the kitchen.
Closing the door Watari shook his head and chuckled “I apologize for his behaviour I shall retrieve him,” he informed the room only to have L stop him
“Let me,” he whispered leaving a shocked Watari in his wake
Entering the kitchen L stilled as he watched Beyond open the fridge and take out a jar of jam. Placing it on the table he removed his cloak and L barely managed to withhold his gasp of surprise. It seemed that during his time in incarceration B had given up on copying his idol. His hair was the brilliant red it had been when he had first met him, his pale skin gleamed in the fluorescent light cast by the bulb above his head. He was dressed in a dark blue shirt that covered him completely, he appeared to be wearing gloves of some sort and he had on simple black jeans. Walking further into the room L cleared his throat to capture B’s attention. The sound seemed to startle the other because he jumped back and stared wide eyed at him, at that moment it was almost impossible to imagine that the youth before him had killed many times over.
“Beyond, you appear well.” L whispered to break the silence
“Y-yes,” B stuttered
“Hmm, well since you are to remain here I’m afraid you and I will need to be cuffed together,” he told him holding out the handcuffs before him, smirking as the ex-murderer flinched slightly “You don’t want to be cuffed to me do you B? No, you would rather be free to slit all our throats while we sleep,” he mused as he slammed the door behind him, his anger displayed clearly in the vibrating frame as he approached his successor. B had snapped out of his self imposed trance and stepped back to avoid L.
“I-I d-d-don’t” he began
“Oh don’t try to play that one with me Beyond!” L snarled, he knew what he was doing was uncalled for but he couldn’t stop himself he was sick of being disappointed by the boy, as he grabbed for the others wrist he faintly noted the look of terror in B’s eyes before ignoring it completely.
“Don’t touch me!” B screamed shocking L into silence, as he backed away into a corner “Don’t touch me, don’t touch me, don’t touch me!” he whimpered as he collapsed in a bundle on the floor wrapping his arms around his legs and rocking back and forth he kept repeating the mantra.
Suddenly the door burst open and Watari rushed into the room pale faced and gaunt he stared from one to the other, before grabbing the jar of jam form the counter and kneeling before B.
“Beyond its ok,” he whispered as he placed the jar before him “Its alright you’re safe here no one will do anything to you,”
“I want to go home Mr Wammy,” B whispered “Momma says a nice long bath takes all the dirty things away but I washed and washed and they’re still there, they wont go away. I’m weak, so stupid. Dirty little Backup only good for one thing right? I killed them, I couldn’t stop myself I killed them and that’s why…” he trailed off
“Shh B here’s your jam I’m going to speak with L for a bit just stay here,” Watari told him as he stood and drug a shell shocked L outside the kitchen door.
“What is wrong with him?” L asked staring at the closed door
“Hmm that’s difficult to explain fully, you do remember what I told you about his eyes somehow forcing him to commit the murders that he did?” Watari sighed “Well we did not know that at the time so after you caught him and he was sent to the prison we paid little attention to his progress. But it seems at sometime in there someone happened to get there hands on a picture of you, and because it was a prison which consisted of mainly criminals you had put away and B has such a remarkable resemblance to you,” Watari gazed at him with sorrow ridden eyes
“What happened?” L asked turning to regard his keeper
“Simply put he experienced hell, the beatings came first Beyond is a strong lad but against twenty to fifty men he stood no chance, then the guards started noticing burn marks on his body, that was when they moved him to a more solitary part of the prison away from the others, but when he became withdrawn and refused to eat we were contacted,” taking a deep breath he carried on “Roger was the one who watched the tapes to see what had caused this behaviour, he said he couldn’t eat for days afterwards he was sick to his stomach.”
“What was it, Watari?” L insisted
“The guard tortured him, over and over all the while asking where his precious L was. Why wasn’t he here to save him? It seemed you put away his lover in the past and he couldn’t think of a better way to get back at you but to inflict pain upon the one who he thought to be your lover. Two days later the criminals started dying dropping like flies. And he would just sit there in his room giggling and talking to himself and now he’s here.” He finished “he is not the BB you used to know Ryuuzaki and though that may difficult for you to accept he has changed and after what he has gone through I think he deserves a second chance.” He told L before returning to the kitchen. Standing there L couldn’t believe what he had heard at first he hadn’t cared but when Watari had mentioned the guard torturing B for a second his chest had tightened and he had seen red, after this was all through he was going to pay a little visit to that particular guard he thought maliciously and he was going to show the bastard true hell! Beyond may be a monster but he was L’s to control no one else should touch him! A crash from within the kitchen brought him out of his musings. Bursting through the doors he had to hold back a chuckle. Watari was standing at one end of the kitchen glaring at a jam covered B, it seemed that he had found the stash of jam and during their talk on the outside he had taken it upon himself to empty them all. It was at that moment that the rest of the task force came running to see what the commotion was about. Catching sight of the others B shot behind Watari only peeking his head over the older mans shoulder to glance suspiciously at the group.
“Beyond, come here,” L smiled softly at his antics
B regarded L for a minute as if to gauge his intentions only to have Watari shift leaving him out in the open. Slowly he made his way over to L stopping a good distance from him and glaring openly.
“I apologize for earlier B now would you stop glaring at me, I doubt it will make me disappear,” he chuckled as he heard the collective gasps from the members behind him, he laughed inwardly they had never heard him apologize to anyone before so they must have been shocked
“Pervert,” B scoffed as he watched L hold out the cuffs towards him again, but this time he made no attempt to escape the other watching closely as L closed one around his wrists before attaching the other to himself.
Ignoring the remark L turned to the rest of the taskforce “This is my associate Beyond,” he informed them noting the way the colour drained from their faces
“B-B-beyond?” stuttered Matsuda “As in the LABB murders Beyond?”
“Is he usually this slow?” B inquired cocking his head to regard the poor detective.
“So these are the ones who are helping you catch Kira?” he asked looking at the members before pausing at Light and tilting his head, stepping forward he stared at the teenager before muttering “78% probability too much to be discounted, why isn’t it there though?” he muttered to himself oblivious to the stares he was receiving as he glanced around the room. Grabbing his jar of jam he began eating it again lost in his own little world.
“Ryuuzaki, what is he doing here? He’s a murderer!” shouted Light; he had been unnerved by the way the man had stared at him. It reminded him of looking at Ryuk; the same intelligence laced with insanity was reflected in his red eyes.
“There is not need to shout Light-kun,” L informed him watching suck the jam from his fingers out of the corner of his eye. “Beyond is here because it is necessary”
“Why does he look like you Ryuuzaki?” Matsuda inquired staring at the young man and then back to L
“I saw a man who wasn’t there,” B muttered staring off into the distance
“Heh, I believe in his own odd way he just answered your question Matsuda, Beyond simply used to copy me when he was younger and at some part our looks became extremely similar,” he responded before turning back to B “Beyond would you like to assist with my case?”
“Do you not know who he is?” B asked, when L shook his head he stepped closer to him scrutinizing the detective “Give me more jam and I might consider telling you then,” he informed him giggling madly
“You young man are not having any more jam today!” Watari spoke up when he heard the request
“But Watari without jam I cant think properly and if I cant think properly I cant help L and then Kira will kill more people and all because you wouldn’t let me have jam,” he protested
“No!” Watari responded
Blinking rapidly Beyond suddenly sat down on the floor.
“I won’t move from here until I get jam!” he informed them
Sighing L stooped before the boy who turned his face to avoid eye contact. Arching his brow at the behaviour L smirked, springing forward he grabbed B’s waist and hoisted him over his shoulder before standing and heading back towards the task room.
Kicking and squealing Beyond struggled to escape before groaning and going still.
“Is he really a murderer?” Matsuda whispered as they followed the two them out of the kitchen
“Want me to demonstrate?” B smirked as the man paled considerably, glancing over to Light his smirk turned devious “Hi Kira,” he called.
L froze at the words as he let B down and turned to look at the boy “What did you say?” he asked
“I was telling Kira hello, it’s not nice to ignore people just because they are murderers,” he responded glibly
“Why do you think Light-kun is Kira?” L inquired B had just met the young man there was no way he could have known
“Give me jam and Ill tell you,” B countered looking extremely proud of himself until he caught sight of Light approaching him. Darting behind L he watched the teenager “I don’t like him! Make him go away! Its not his time so I cant hurt him but if he touches me I will hurt him, not kill just a bad ouchie,” he informed L before pausing “Perhaps Ill break your hands Light-kun that wouldn’t be nice now would it?” he drawled starring at the boy stepping closer he whispered in his ear “You need your hands to do the bad things don’t you? I know and he knows,” he giggled glancing at a spot behind the group before stepping back and smiling at Light “Be careful Light-kun you may be the wolf in sheep’s clothing but I am something much worse,” he smirked before turning back to L “Please may I have more jam?” he begged pouting
Glancing from B to Light, he smiled “You may just get that jam later after all B,” he told him, as he headed towards the task room once again. Beyond had seen something in Light that he had immediately recognized and that comment about his hands, he would speak to B about this later.


“I’m bored!” B complained for the tenth time in the hour, turning in his swivel chair he glared at L who was steadfastly ignoring him. How could they be so boring all they had done for the past three hours was stare at the numerous screens. Sighing he turned towards the rest of room. Matsuda and the two other detectives were looking at some charts of some kind, very interesting he noted before scoffing at the thought. Turning he watched the senior Yagami move around the room, then his eyes settled on Light. Drawing his thumb to his lips in a long forgotten habit he watched the other as he skipped from one page to another of the print outs he had been reading. Light-kun L had called him, tilting his head he gazed at the stoic detective did this mean that L like the young man? A rustling caught his attention and he watched as Light got up and left the room, intrigued B stood up as well and went towards the table were the former had been seated, gazing back at L as the cuffs yanked sharply he realized that the other had merely turned in his seat and had not been trying to restrict him in anyway. Glancing at the door he grabbed the papers before returning to his seat. Sitting he pushed the chair into a corner as he pulled the papers out and begun to read. Cocking his brow he smiled Light had been doing research on him. Poor Light was probably trying to find his name; unfortunately that was an impossible venture. As he moved to turn the papers over a large talon like hand stilled him, sighing again he glanced up at the Shinigami.
“I would not do that,” the death god advised
Shrugging B smirked “That’s good to know and all but I’m not you,”
Flipping it over, he begun to read and then he froze. His throat clammed up and his heart was beating like a hummingbird, but he couldn’t stop reading.
“The tapes watched showed various forms of abuse had occurred while the prisoner remained in free range with the other inmates and on the request of a prison nurse it was suggested he have his own private quarters.”
Swallowing repeatedly to remove the lump in his throat he glanced around the room but the others were still involved in their own activities. Returning to the article he began to read again.
“For a small period of time it was believed that the prisoner was getting better until the tapes were once again reviewed and the assault inflicted by one of the guards was observed”
B’s brain had shutdown his breathing was ragged as tears clouded his vision, he could feel his hands on him again, the whippings, burnings and the way he had screamed and begged Oh God he’d begged him not every time but it hadn’t seem to matter. Then Watari had come for him but in his dreams he would always be there. He felt sick all over again.
It was at that moment the door opened and Light strolled back into the room smiling like had accomplished something. Turning his eyes he caught sight of B in the corner with papers in his shaking hands and he froze, glancing to his work table he saw it empty and turned to find Ryuk glaring at him.
B caught sight of Light and all sane thoughts fled his mind as he launched himself at him, catching the other off guard and sending both of them crashing to the floor. Before Light could retaliate he was slamming his fists into his face.
“You fucking bastard!” he growled “You disgusting, fucking bastard! Wanted to know what happened to the little freak huh? Why didn’t you ask? I could have saved you a lot of time and energy you fucker!”

L had been reading a report of another criminal when the sudden jerk on the chain yanked him from his seat. Spinning to prevent falling over he caught sight of Beyond pummelling a startled Light into the floor. Fuck! Striding forward he grabbed the boy’s hands and tried to drag him off the other but B had suddenly gone lax above Light. Startled by the change in his demeanor L pushed him in his seat and turned to yell at the boy when he noticed the papers crushed in his hand. They were the handouts he had gotten from Roger. As he watched B let go off the papers and yanked his legs up before wrapping his arms around them.
“What the hell was that Ryuuzaki?” Lights father shouted as he helped his son off the floor
Grabbing the papers he shoved the man aside before holding them before Lights bleeding face.
“What were you doing with these?” he asked
“That freak almost beat my son to death and all you ask about are papers?” shouted the detective
“Your son deserved it!” L shouted loosing his cool “What did you expect to find Light? Some hidden information?!” he asked coldly watching the other squirm “I hope you found what you were looking for,” he added before turning back to B.
Kneeling before the chair he gazed at the other.
“Why didn’t you let me die?” B whispered from within his cocoon “Do you enjoy this L? Do you like this?”
And for once L had no response; kneeling there he hung his head. He had kept B alive so that he could pay or his crimes; he hadn’t wanted any of this. Hearing shuffling behind him he turned to see Light gazing at them both
For what its worth I’m sorry,” he said simply, nodding L acknowledged his apology
“Beyond,” L called moving to touch the younger man but at his move he could see the tension creep into his features “B do you wish to continue or would you like to go to our room?” he asked
Raising his head slightly B regarded him with a tear filled blood red eye “You want to know what I want? Or do you simply seek to absolve yourself of your sin?” he inquired dryly belying the emotion reflected in his eyes “What do you want to know L?” he snarled
Sensing the oncoming tantrum he turned to the room “Everyone I think that is enough for today,” he told them briskly and watched with faint amusement as they all but shot from the room, at the door Light paused to glance at him before leaving as well.
“B I apologize for what happened to you, I am truly sorry,” he whispered but B steadfastly ignored him.
“I want to go to bed now,” he informed L as he got up and stood with his head bowed.
Nodding L lead him to the room before uncuffing him. Watching as he simply climbed unto the bed and buried under the sheets. Crouching on his side of the bed L watched him as he twisted the covers until they were wrapped tightly around him. Sighing he recalled all that happened that day, if anyone had asked him this morning if he felt guilty about anything he had done he would have replied with a simple no. Everything he did had a reason and thereby was justified but now, the guilt was eating him alive. The way B had looked at him this afternoon as if he despised his very existence had been enough to make him feel physically sick. Watching he waited until the boys breathing evened out indicating he had fallen asleep before reaching out a hand towards him. Slowly he touched B’s unruly red hair only to find it soft and silky belying its appearance. Shaking his head he pulled back, B was a mystery in itself, wounds did not remain on him but healed with remarkable speed, his blood red eyes seemed to somehow control a large percentage of his actions. Oddities piled upon an oddity that was what B was, but yet he still liked the young man. Oi what the fuck was that? L didn’t like B he simply tolerated him!
“Keep telling yourself that Lawliet in a few years you might start to believe it”
“Shut up! You don’t know what the hell you’re talking about!”
“Don’t like the truth do you? Of course I know what I’m talking about idiot I’m you!” the voice responded “Do you think I’d let you forget about all those nights wanking yourself off while you dreamed of him doing it?”
“I did no such thing!” he yelled at himself “I simply expressed my hormones in a normal way,”
“Ohh, normal way, huh? So that little stroke down you tried to give him was normal too?”
At this L fell silent. He was arguing with himself over the affections he felt for a murderer. Gazing back at the bundle that was the infamous Beyond he couldn’t ignore the tightening of his lower gut that signalled arousal. Growling lightly he scrubbed a hand across his face, what the hell was he doing! Even if Beyond wasn’t what he was or hadn’t been responsible for his actions, the fact remained the young man had experienced severe trauma and would not likely accept affections from the person he held responsible. Chuckling dryly he retreated further upon the bed when B shifted in his sleep, there was a 95.6% probability that B would try to beat the crap out of him if he made any advances and that would probably end up injuring the young man, a risk he couldn’t take at the moment.
“L, please!” B whimpered in his sleep
The sound snapped him from his reverie. Turning he watched as the boy thrashed on the bed kicking and throwing his arms about almost as if he was fighting against something.
“Please L help me,”
The broken whimper chilled the detective’s very core, if Beyond was reliving some memory it simply meant he had wanted L to save him. Even after he had imprisoned him without thinking twice about his actions he had still at some point believed that L would have rescued him. Reaching out he shook the other.
“Beyond wake up,” he murmured close to B‘s ear. Suddenly the young protégé flew upright in the bed his eyes glazed over with fear as he examined his surroundings but settling down as he caught sight of L.
“You were having a nightmare” L explained “It is a proven fact that close contact reduces the likelihood of post traumatic experiences reoccurring within one’s subconscious,” he whispered, waiting for the boy to recoil he was shocked when he found his waist engulfed by frail arms as B burrowed in his embrace as if to hide from whatever horrors he had experienced in his dreams. Remaining completely still he waited until his breathing had evened out once again indicating he had fallen back asleep before stretching his legs out before him and wrapping his arm loosely around the boy. L hated sitting normally but for the others comfort he would compromise. Leaning back against the headboard he felt his eyelids droop smiling to himself as he drifted off to sleep he realized that B wasn’t the only one who needed comfort.
Neither of the men was ever aware of Watari slipping from the room a brilliant smile plastered upon his face. He had always known what was best for the Wammy children, even if the little geniuses themselves were a bit slow on the uptake. And both L and Beyond were connected in a way he would wait for them to discover but the rules never said he couldn’t give the two of them a subtle little push now did they and even if they did who would blame a poor old man for trying to seek happiness for those within his care.